Nearly three years ago I stumbled into a Due Date Group, I had found out I was pregnant and I was really lonely, no one was going to be excited about my baby. My husband and I weren’t sure how to feel, on one hand we were OVER THE MOON excited, on the other we had been seriously considering not having any more children after a huge amount of drama with our first child so we didn’t want to share the news with anyone.
The women that formed the Junebug group were a rare bunch, I immediately liked them, and what was awesome is we all shared a need to hurl our lunches on a regular basis. We cried for the losses, prayed through the close calls, and clung to the moments when we so desperately wanted the child inside of us to take a break from kicking us in just one spot, yet we would have had a pregnancy meltdown and drank a gallon of orange juice if they ever really did.
As I got closer to my due date I was diagnosed with pre-eclampsia and told to get myself to L&D. It was a LONG couple days in the hospital, and I was away from the computer since the hospital didn’t have internet access. My husband had seen my relationship with the Junebug mama’s grow over the months, so on one of his runs home he filled in the mama’s and once our baby was born he got back on and let them know. When a husband sits up and takes notice about the due date group that tells you something!
As time wore on the group got smaller, but the core group of women remained. We have been there for the silly small things and bad days, I recall a decent amount of drama over a dog (that one even got me fired up), we have helped some mama’s through PPD, and loss, and money problems. The core Junebug mama’s are part of my everyday life now, friends on my Facebook, and usually the reason my phone makes that lovely text message sound. I treasure Diaperswappers for bringing me these amazing women – we may have our differences but at the end of the day I know they have my back.